For one late summers day, With the harvests nearly done Amongst the fields of gold, A new love might be found When I met my one true love. May it have been a daydream, But, how could it feel so real? And not a figment, of my imagination. Through an oasis of mirages That came true in an instant. And will I forever remember, In these fields of golden wheat When we gaze, in each other's eyes
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